Tonight, I Get To Turn Off My Phone
With one boy, far off and away at college, and another one who stays out late, I always keep...
Category: the lake house
Fearing Infinity
There was that one day, nestled between all the rest, when the sun lasted long enough to get everything...
We Still Call Him Charlie
The word Charlie slips out Everytime we see him — and there’s always a kid around to remind us...
Without Daring to Breathe It…
She came back for a visit, four years later, and just before I went down to meet those lovely...
Hipsters, Mason Jars and Hendrick’s Gin
My client, in Williamsburg, is in the hub of hipster world. Williamsburg “grew” hipsters from its concrete sidewalks and...
A Fire On A Friday Afternoon
The last Friday before school stars, and we spent it making a fire in the wind so that we...
Kickball: I Am Not Chosen For My Athletic Qualities, But I’m Chosen
Remember those sprints I was running last spring? Well, let me just say, it’s a good thing I did....
The Light We See is Shifting
Have you noticed it? It is not as subtle as you would imagine. But the sun, even when it...
So, We Took Rosie On a Walk
With so little happening in the lake – it’s been too cold to swim, we took, Rosie on a...